Shoot For the Stars

Shoot For the Stars Lyrics

[Intro: Fivio Foreign]
AXL (AXL)
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
I’ma shoot for the stars (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Ayy, uh)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Ayy, look)

[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
We gon’ do it for bro and ’em (Bro and ’em)
We don’t know ’em, we don’t go with them (Nah)
Uh, baow (Uh)
We see an opp and we blowin’ ’em (Blowin’ ’em), down
Down, uh (Uh), All the fame I done found (Found)
They gon’ talk behind your back (Facts)
In your face, they don’t never make a sound (Ayy, ayy)
All of this money I can count (All of this money I can count)
Old b**ches comin’ back around (Ayy)
We see an opp and we back him down, baow (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Woo, we ain’t lettin’ up, uh (We ain’t lettin’ up)
I think a f**k nigga set him up (Ayy)
I wish that brodie had better luck, baow (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, we ain’t stoppin’ ’til they fed of us (Nah), uh (Uh)
Woo (Yeah), they’ll never get ahead of us (Never, uh, woo)
I get the money and level up (Uh, woo)
I get the money and level up

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
I’ma shoot for the stars (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Grrt)

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
Where I come from, it’s war, so right now, I’m just vibin’
Eighteen, I’m a trench kid, where I come from, they evil, conniving
You don’t really want smoke with us, someone gon’ end up dyin’
Catch an opp, it’s a man down, straight drillin’, ain’t with all the cryin’
‘Member them nights I was starvin’
‘Member them nights it was cold
‘Member them nights I had nobody
Walkin’ home, it was me and my pole
Think I’m a rapper, don’t try, ’cause I’m really on go
I ain’t really gon’ say too much right now, I’m just lettin’ you know
They saw the come-up like, “How, how, how?” (Gang)
Pop out, I’m drippin’ like, “Wow, wow, wow” (Drip)
Niggas try copy my style, style, style (My style)
Niggas ain’t solid, they foul, foul, foul (They foul)

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars
I’ma shoot for the stars
I’ma shoot for the stars
I’ma shoot for the stars